After sighing twice, Murong Chi did not choose to return to Cangwu City; instead, he silently jumped down from the city tower. He understood that staying any longer in Cangwu City was meaningless and would only increase others’ aversion towards him.
After jumping off the city tower, he headed straight for the deep pit. After stopping and watching for a while, he disappeared into the forest path, leaving Cangwu City. Similarly, once Wen Ping left, everyone else also gradually departed.
They had seen enough excitement today. If they hadn’t witnessed it themselves, who would have thought Wen Ping was so powerful?
However, after everyone left, Huan Cheng did not leave; his gaze remained fixed on the city.
Murong Xi, standing nearby, seemed to have guessed what he was thinking and quickly said, "Sir, only Sect Leader Wen can handle those in the Middle Profound Realm. If you want peace in the city, you’ll need to find Sect Leader Wen."
Huan Cheng nodded in agreement.
Though he was a City Lord, capable of managing businesses and all outsiders, he had no means to control those in the Middle Profound Realm. Even now, Wei Qianjue was dead in the Immortal Sect, yet it was still the same.
They feared Wen Ping and the Immortal Sect and dared not provoke him. If he tried to make those people leave Cangwu City, they might directly attack him, using him as a target to vent their frustration.
Murong Xi continued, "Sir, should I go and ask?"
Huan Cheng shook his head and said, "No need, I’ll personally go up the mountain to ask later. Wen Ping is like half a nephew to me. If I talk to him, he might give me some face and help me solve these current troubles."
After Murong Xi nodded in response, he then asked, "Sir, will you bring things with you this time?"
Last time, the City Lord sent the Young City Lord to the Immortal Sect and brought many gifts, but ended up bringing them all back. Not only were they brought back, but they were also given to us, his subordinates.
He still remembered this clearly.
Upon hearing Murong Xi’s words, Huan Cheng’s old face turned red; he replied, "Of course, I’ll bring them. Wen Ping is different from before; we need him to elevate the name of Cangwu City. Besides, he’s now standing at the peak of East Lake. Our Cangwu City is small, we must curry favor with him."
Upon hearing this, Murong Xi smiled and said, "Understood, I’ll go buy gifts for you now."
After saying that, he prepared to step down from the city wall.
But after taking just two steps, he was stopped by Huan Cheng. "You stay here to oversee the repair of the city wall, and make sure to protect that deep pit outside the city. That’s where Wei Qianjue died, and it can be a site for the people of Cangwu City and outsiders to visit."
With that, Huan Cheng showed a proud expression.
After all, Wen Ping is like half a nephew to him and still part of Cangwu City!
Murong Xi nodded and said, "Understood."
After giving these instructions, Huan Cheng left and went straight to the trading company, bought a large pile of things, and headed to Yunlan Mountain. However, as soon as he arrived, he saw Hei Ze busy by the Thousand Layers holding a chopping knife.
Due to the battle between Wen Ping and Hei Ze, the scenery at the mountainside of the Thousand Layers was almost ruined.
The busy scene with a middle-aged woman looked quite odd — a woman in her forties with delicate skin, doing what a man should do, like a woodcutter. If seen by outsiders, they might think some husband didn’t care for his wife at all.
As he passed by Hei Ze, Huan Cheng couldn’t help but sigh, "This kid is really willing, to actually have the Great Profound Demon Hei Ze chopping trees here. This could even be the guardian beast of a Two-star Sect."
After the sigh, Huan Cheng didn’t stop and went up to Yunlan Mountain.
He knew where Wen Ping liked to stay, so he headed straight for Tingyu Pavilion, but encountered Wen Ping midway.
Seeing Huan Cheng carrying bags of things, Wen Ping asked puzzledly, "Uncle, do you have something?"
While speaking, Huan Cheng had already had his servants put down the gifts, and was about to open one to show Wen Ping. While unwrapping, he said, "Can’t I come up just to take a look?"
Wen Ping helplessly smiled, holding Huan Cheng’s hand, he said, "Uncle, can we talk normally?"
"There are still a few in the Middle Profound Realm in the city. I, as your uncle, have no ability to chase them away."
"Just chase them; whoever doesn’t want to leave, tell them it’s okay if they don’t want to."
Upon hearing Wen Ping’s words, Huan Cheng instantly became delighted.
That’s exactly what he wanted to hear from Wen Ping. He discarded the things eagerly, preparing to bid farewell to Wen Ping.
"Sect Leader Wen, I have some matters to attend to, so I’ll leave now. These things you keep, just some worthless trinkets."
After saying that, Huan Cheng left.
In fact, he hadn’t even realized that he subconsciously no longer treated Wen Ping like a child.
His address unconsciously changed from "brat" to the respectful title "Sect Leader Wen."
This was similar to how he was once buddy-buddy with Wen Yan but still called him Sect Leader Wen.
Seeing Huan Cheng bring so many things, Wen Ping naturally did not refuse. If it were someone else, he certainly wouldn’t accept, but Huan Cheng’s, he definitely would. Last time, he sent Huan Shan for entry-level, yet brought the gifts back.
Could he be more stingy?
The entire city, everyone pays taxes to him, he is the richest person in Cangwu City.
On the other side, after Huan Cheng descended the mountain, he gathered all his subordinates — seven Body Refining Cultivators at the 13th layer.
Huan Cheng asked the crowd, "Have you found where they live?"
"One at Yingchun Tower!"
"One at Bie Lai Inn!"
"One at Songhua Inn!"
Upon hearing the words from his subordinates, Huan Cheng coldly smiled, "There’s also one idling in a brothel, really at leisure."
With that, Huan Cheng immediately stood up!
He shouted angrily, "Set off, drive them out of Cangwu City."
After a stick of incense.
In Yingchun Tower, inside a private room, Night Demon held a wine cup and promptly pushed away two young women beside him.
Night Demon looked at Huan Cheng and said coldly, "You, a mere Lower Profound Realm, want to drive me away?"
Huan Cheng smiled without speaking.
Murong Xi immediately spoke coldly, unexpectedly drawing a sword directly at Night Demon.
On ordinary days, let alone someone from the Lower Profound Realm pointing a sword at him, even a cold glance would require a price. But now, with a 13-layer Body Refining Cultivator pointing a sword at him, he dared not make a move.
That was because of Murong Xi’s next words!
"Sect Leader Wen said, it’s okay if you don’t want to leave, then don’t leave."
After this sentence, there was a bang in the private room, the sound of a cup being crushed by two fingers.
Night Demon glanced at the wine in his palm, both hands nearly trembling as he stood up, then placed his hands behind his back. Honestly, he couldn’t stand the insult from the person in front of him. But he didn’t dare to make a move, because Wen Ping had spoken.
Even Wei Qianjue was dead!
No matter how strong he thought he was, he was no match for Wei Qianjue.
Even if he killed these people today, what would it matter? He might not be able to leave Cangwu City.
Despite his unwillingness, he left Yingchun Tower step by step.
When standing below Yingchun Tower, he looked around, and suddenly something flashed in his mind.
He suddenly remembered that since Ling Yun entered the city, there hadn’t been any movement from her. Even today, when everyone was playing the "mantis," watching from afar, she wasn’t seen.
At that moment, a sense of unease arose, causing Night Demon to shiver uncontrollably.
After this thought flashed across his mind, he immediately found a Fengliu horse and made a beeline out of Cangwu City.